After I left, the devil was distraught

Waking up again, Xue Qiong was awakened by a burst of noise.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, tried to stand up with support, but fell to the ground again powerlessly.

And the footsteps had already entered the bedroom from far to near, and Xue Qiong met Su Qingyao's eyes without even having time to hide.

Seeing it was him, Xue Qiong's heart almost jumped up instantly. He wanted to get up anxiously, but he didn't have enough strength in his whole body to support him to stand up.

In a panic, he turned his head anxiously to look at the bed, and subconsciously wanted to pull Ember's sleeve, but Su Qingyao slapped him away fiercely.

The next moment, before he could react, Su Qingyao suddenly rushed over and held him down, her left hand tightly grasping the dagger in his right hand that was too late to hide, as if not afraid of pain.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do!"

Su Qingyao's loud exclamation suddenly exploded in her ears, and Xue Qiong instantly understood that Su Qingyao was going to repeat the old trick.

Also following this exclamation, the demon servants outside rushed into the dormitory in an instant. They stared straight at the young man who was pressed on the ground, with different expressions on their faces.

Xueqiong's eyes turned red anxiously, and she tried her best to push Su Qingyao away.

But he struggled desperately in exchange for more people pinning him to the ground.

At this moment, the boy was almost desperate.

All I could see was the scene of Su Qingyao being lifted up from the ground by his demon attendants. Someone was anxiously trying to bandage the wound on that man's hand, and someone was staring at him on the ground.

Under the gaze of these complex eyes, Xue Qiong felt sad, he stopped struggling, and just raised his eyes to look at the couch.

Caught off guard, meeting Ember's sad red eyes, he realized that the man had woken up at some point.

But he had already woken up...but he didn't stop these demon servants from holding him down.

Xue Qiong suddenly wanted to laugh, and he really laughed too. Tears raged and blurred his eyes, and he kept looking straight into Ember's eyes.

He thought that Ember would not believe him after all.

What's more, he was holding a sharp knife and his hands were full of blood. This image was beyond words.

Who would care that the blood on his hands had already dried up, but that was his own blood.

When the expected result was laid out naked in front of him, it still made him... heartbroken.

In the chaos, Su Qingyao pushed aside the maid beside him who was trying to bandage his wound, and hurriedly ran over to stand in front of Ember.

He seemed to be terrified enough, his voice trembling intermittently: "Jun, Your Majesty, he wanted to kill you, I, when I came in just now, he, he was holding a dagger to kill you..."

Ember didn't respond to Su Qingyao, he just stared at the young man on the ground in a daze, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and after a long time he came back to his senses and said, "I thought you gave up, so you were just waiting for an opportunity?"

'I don't. ' Xueqiong shook her head, her lips slowly opened and closed.

Ember lowered her eyes and stopped looking at those eyes full of sorrow, but continued indifferently: "Do you think this Lord... really doesn't know the order that the Demon Emperor gave you?"

Xue Qiong's heart trembled when she heard it, but she suddenly realized it.

It turned out that Ember had always known about it.

That's right, if that person didn't allow it, how could a crow demon stay in Shura Hall for so long without incident.

"Canglang, take him down... lock him up..."

Ember's last order was extremely low and hoarse, but it still weighed heavily on the young man's heart.

----

In the dark secret room, Xue Qiong stared at the small window on the roof for a long time.

He kept thinking, what did he do wrong?

After much deliberation, he still didn't come up with a result. It was only at the end that he realized that all his pain seemed to have started from meeting Ember.

That person clearly gave him light, but also dragged him into deeper darkness.

Thinking about it this way, their encounter at the beginning was a wrong start.

It's a pity that meeting is meeting, and it can't be changed at all.

Now he doesn't care whether he can go out or how long he will be locked up. Anyway, to him, the devil world itself is a huge cage. The only difference is that one is made of gold and jade, while the other is a dilapidated iron cage. .

But in fact, the bird who is imprisoned in a cage never cares what kind of cage he lives in.

At this moment, the only thing he is worried about is Yun Cheng, he is so timid, he must be crying again.

Suddenly there was the clang of chains colliding next to her ears, and Xue Qiong looked over with her eyes wide open.

The iron door was quickly opened, and a magic attendant he had never seen came in.

The other party came over without saying a word and was about to pull him up. Xue Qiong avoided the man's hand and frowned at him.

Seeing this, the Demon Attendant frowned with displeasure on his face, and shouted loudly: "The Empress Dowager wants to see you, I would like to advise Her Highness the Demon Queen not to resist, so that you can suffer less."

resist?How to talk about resistance.

His tail is still hurting, and he doesn't know when he will recover from his weakness.

Where is he resisting, he is just avoiding subconsciously.

Xue Qiong lowered her eyes, stood up with difficulty while leaning on the cold wall, and he didn't hide when the demon waiter pulled him again.

In fact, if it wasn't for the demon attendant, he might not be able to get out of the dark room.

----

In the end, he never saw the queen mother, and I'm afraid the queen mother didn't really want to see him, maybe it was just that he interfered with the other party's plan, and they wanted to punish him.

He was taken from a dark room to another eerie dark prison by the demon attendant.

This place is much more terrifying than that dark room. All kinds of horrific instruments of torture are hung everywhere that can be seen. In the middle of the room stands a blood-stained execution frame, which makes people shudder.

Xueqiong trembled involuntarily, wanting to run away in fear.

But it was obvious that he couldn't escape, at this moment he was like a fish on a chopping board and could only be slaughtered.

The Demon Attendant who brought him smiled maliciously, and then locked him on the execution rack together with the other Demon Attendants in the dark prison, and his hard struggle only brought out some clinking of chains. Voice.

Immediately afterwards, one of the demon servants walked to the wall next to him and took down a thick whip.

The next moment, the barbed whip relentlessly hit the boy's body, and his skin was torn apart with just one blow.

The overflowing blood quickly stained the white brocade, Xue Qiong trembled in pain, her head was covered in cold sweat as she was short of breath.

"Ugh-"

The whip crackled and fell, and the boy convulsed and whimpered like a dehydrated fish.

The Demon Attendant fights tirelessly, but what hatred does he have between him who is imprisoned on the iron frame and them who are holding whips?

The boy gradually lost his strength, and even the trembling caused by the pain gradually disappeared.

He was finally about to faint, or maybe he was going to be beaten to death, that was fine, he just wanted to get rid of this heart-wrenching pain right away, Xueqiong thought.

But the reality did not go as he wished, and the sudden piercing pain from his fingertips woke him up again.

He looked down, only to realize that the whip in the Demon Attendant's hand had been replaced by a cold needle.